Chapter 190 Please Don’t Do Anything Like Breaking Into the Women’s Restroom and Being Sent to the Police Station Again.

"What did you do while I wasn't paying attention?"

Meng Lang let go of Fang Ran, not afraid that he would run away. Fang Ran grabbed him by the collar and roared.

"Xiao You, I thought you really loved me just now!!"

I didn’t expect you to secretly lie about military information!

Fangran turned his head and said sadly with a questioning look.

"Alas..." Gou Yu raised his forehead helplessly after hearing these unpalatable words.

Captain, how long are you going to keep playing this joke?

"Even if I don't tell you, Captain, you can't escape as long as the Queen is here."

Fangran fell silent, then covered his face.

I know, I'm really sorry for taking a chance.

"Brother! Don't worry! That's a luxury cruise ship. Do you understand luxury cruise ships?"

"Sorry, I don't understand..."

"Tsk, the so-called luxury cruise ship is a collection of luxury and enjoyment. Banquets, amusement parks, dance parties, casinos, indoor swimming pools, and bikini beauties for rich and beautiful women are not too common. So do you understand this time?"

"But I still want to go back to my hometown..."

"Yoshi! Now that you understand, our first priority before joining the official support team is..."

"Well...I...go home..."

Completely ignoring Fang Ran's weak complaints, Meng Lang hugged him and shouted loudly and boldly:

"Enter this suit shop and dress yourself up like those successful people in the upper class!"

"Set off!"

After saying that, Meng Lang strode into this suit shop with his head held high and the price of a suit starting at 20,000 yuan.

"Xiao You, why don't you go in..."

"I'm afraid, captain, that you're taking chances and insisting on trying to escape even though you know it's impossible, causing us to be punished by Her Majesty the Queen, so I'm watching you."

"Xiaoyou, where is the love we promised?"

"Captain, I don't remember saying anything like this to you."

Faced with Gou Yu3's calm complaints, Fangran struggled with his expression, and finally lowered his shoulders in vain, covered his face and accepted it with tears...

The fact that my summer vacation was completely ruined when I was peaceful and comfortable, lazy and just waiting to die.

Reluctantly, he walked into the luxurious and top-notch suit shop in front of him.

As soon as he walked in, Fangran was stunned by the luxurious decoration!

The bright chandelier and the shiny black ceramic tiles set off the elegance of every suit.

Of course, it also reflected Fangran's confused face.

Seeing two more people come in, a neatly dressed woman in formal attire immediately came over and asked politely:

"Are you two here to buy suits? Do you need help?"

Fangran clicked his tongue in his heart, as expected of such a rich store, the service attitude is really generous.

"No need, I can just help them choose and tell us where the ones that fit their size are."

"Okay, inside, three gentlemen."

Meng Lang led Fangran and Gou Yu to the room inside.

Then he picked up something casually and gestured in front of Fangran, shaking his head and thinking no.

Fangran looked at the five-digit number starting with 3, and the corners of his mouth twitched wildly:

"Hey, brother, do you want to mortgage me here for such an expensive suit..."

"Okay, the night game will be reimbursed."

Meng Lang waved his hand nonchalantly and said, but in fact this is a store under his family's name.

"Uh... Brother, you have such a strong passerby temperament that I really don't know which one to choose for you."

Meng Lang touched his chin and looked at the row of people in front of him and said seriously.

"You don't need to tell me that I don't get along with this kind of high-end suit, okay?"

Fangran sighed but surprisingly did not refute Meng Lang.

However, in fact, as a college student who has not yet entered society, he has never even bought leather shoes.

Not to mention something as high-end as a suit for him.

"So, you think we might as well do this. You and Xiaohe go pick out something to change into.

Let me be the judge! "

"Comment on your two tastes in suits and your aura to play upper-class people."

"The loser will be responsible for carrying the bag for a while!"

Meng Lang pushed up his non-existent glasses and said with a smile:

"We still have leather shoes, ties, belts, watches, collar braces, shirts and a bunch of messy stuff to buy, and we still have our hair done. You'd better show your real skills."

Fangran: "..."

Gou Yu: "..."

"Then why don't you participate, bro!"

Fangran couldn't help but complained in protest.

"I think the Youngor I picked out last time at the mall already speaks volumes about my taste and the fact that you can't beat me."

Meng Lang casually took a suit and held it in front of him. He narrowed his eyes and smiled proudly. A suitable elegance was surprisingly reflected in him.

Fangran: "..."

Gou Yu: "..."

Can't refute....

So Fangran and Gou Yu had to choose their own suits.

"I'm going to go over there and won't see what you choose in advance."

Meng Lang yawned and walked to another cubicle casually.

When he reached a place where Fangran and Gou Yu couldn't see him, Meng Lang stopped and his unfocused expression slowly disappeared. He seriously and calmly confirmed that the two of them could not see here, and clapped his hands gently.

An old man immediately opened the staff's small door and walked out.

"Are the clothes ready?"

"It's done, Master Meng. It's all according to your requirements and the size. Henry Poole in the UK made it and delivered it yesterday."

The old man, wearing a dark butler's uniform, stood straight and said, then waved, and several female employees carefully held three suits.

"Henry Poole...heh, Tang Qianyan, who originally only made clothes for the British royal family, also flew into the homes of ordinary people?"

Meng Lang flipped through his suit casually.

Henry Poole, the most famous fashion house in London's Tailor Street, was founded as early as the early 19th century. It once only customized clothes for the royal family.

Nowadays, it is also made for wealthy people who are willing to pay thousands of pounds in craftsmanship fees, not counting materials.

“Remember to hang the cheapest tag.”

Seeing Fangran outside, Gou Yu had finished his selection and walked into the dressing room. Meng Lang gave instructions and walked out.

"That, young master."

"What's wrong, Uncle Xu?"

Meng Lang looked at the capable old man in the butler's uniform with confusion. The old butler in pitch black sighed, bowed slightly and said respectfully:

"Master, please pay attention to the impact. It is within my capabilities to open up connections with a remote police station within ten minutes and recruit people, or blockade the streets of Luocheng to prohibit other vehicles from traveling within half an hour."

"However, please do not do anything like breaking into the women's restroom and being sent to the police station. You have to call the old man, which is demeaning. You hide it from the madam and the old man and embarrass the old man. Please be careful, young master."

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Meng Lang pursed his lips tightly and remained silent, then turned around sharply, looking up at the sky outside the store in a complex voice and saying:

"Well, I understand."